Predators of Felarya

Since there is an RP about yourself being in Felarya, I thought about an RP were we see how our predators interact with each other in their daily routine.

Rules:

1. PREDATOR ONLY

Only use your predator characters; those who feeds on smaller beings, or beings almost for the same size for people with the ability to disarticulate their jaws. You can have humans, but only giants. In short, you must use a naga, dryad, fairy, dridder, centaur, elemental, mermaid, chilotaur, giant slug girl, giant elf or giant human. Anything considered a predator in Felarya.

2. DON'T KILL ANY PERSONAL CHARACTER

Unless you have someone's consent, killing someone is prohibited. This is considered immature and impolite. If you kill someone's character without its consent, Dr. Mack will resurrect the character, and Fiolla will disembowel the killer. If the killer is a naga, then... I'll think of something. But you will be kicked out of the RP anyway. If someone who can disarticulate its jaw eats a character, it must spit it up STILL ALIVE soon afterward. If not, Hillary will go berserk on the character. Borderline, you can have your characters commit suicide though.

3. NO GODMODDING

If you godmod, a Guardian will do more than kill you; it will kill you, and Notys will screw with time so your character never existed. Godmodders doesn't exist.

4. USE YOUR OC ONLY

Don't impersonate someone's OC without its consent. About Karbo's characters, they can appear, but only someone who can personify them correctly can do so. If you don't feel confident like I do, don't do it. There's no limit to how many OC you can use at once, but be sure to specify who says what though.

5. BE REALISTIC

This may be stupid, but have your characters react according to their personality. Don't have them change personality due to an accident or something. Likewise, if in your stories your OC met someone else OC, behave as if they know each other. In other words, if your character was never used in someone else story, or if you didn't use someone's character in your story, act as if it's their first meeting.

6. DO NOT CHANGE ANYTING

Don't change someone else character's personality. In fact, don't change Felarya at all. If you did a too big change, you will have to negotiate with Guardian Trejal wether or not you should stay.

7. LEARN WHILE HAVING FUN

While this is not school, but while you are interacting with someone's predator, try to get its personality while you are at it. You can get pretty much a good view of their personality in ever changing situations.

8. VORE IS OPTIONAL

While it would be more realistic to have your predators eat a prey, you don't have to if you don't feel like it. But, still keep vore to a certain limit. This RP is especially to build the "human" side of predators. In other words, their social interaction with other predators. If this is turning into vore in every single posts, it kills the point of having predators meet each other.

9. ASK QUESTIONS

If you have doubts about something, or you want to say something out of character. Either use the PM function, or simply put your sentence in parathesis, (like this.) Don't be shy about asking a question if you don't understand someone's personality, you don't know what just happened, or other kind of questions. For convenience, try asking the question before you have your character interact, or after it interact. Answers should also be in parathesis. Take note that you can use something else than parathesis for OOC talking.

10. HAVE FUN

Be sure to enjoy having your predators interact with each other. Overall, have a good time.

P.S. Anyone can start the RP while I create the Roster.

ill use my naga Yelkavic

(Well, better start the RP.)

In the Bulvon Woods, there's a naga with cerise hair training daily. Coiled around a tree, she seems to do the naga equivalant of sit-ups. Suddenly, her stomach growled.

"Time to go hunt."

She is leaving the woods looking for something to eat.

(Let the RP begin!)

A Male naga slithered out of the woods with a starnge amulet around his neck

Damn i need toi get something to eat"he said

Tabia sorred above the trees, looking for a good meal. He stoumic growls, demanding food.

Tabia- *Sigh* I'm so hungry...
Alala- Ya, I noticed.
Tabia- Sorry...
Alala- No no, I love the sound of a moter rumbleing threw my ears.
Tabia- I'm sorry....
Alala- Eh, its fine, I'v gotten used to it. *Own stumic growls* I'm hungry also.
Tabia- Well then I hope we find a big meal soon then!
Alala- ya...

the naga looked up at the Harpies

The Ascarlin Mountains loomed in the middle of the Felaryan continant, doing mountain things as per usual. Harpies and scorching claws nekos did harpy and scorching claws neko things, as per usual. About the only thing that wasn't as per usual was the fact that a horrific, mutant demihuman beast was now coiled up on one of the overlooking cliffsides, having just woken up from a nap.

Ryla brushed her hair out of her eyes, setting her glasses back onto her nose. She looked around, trying to remember why she had chosen this spot to rest for the day. She looked up at the setting sun and it clicked: She had been punched out by a local ice naga and had fallen unconscious here. That would explain the bloodstains along her chin...

Grumbling in frustration, Ryla began scanning the cliffside below for some breakfast. Her face lit up as she saw, miles below, a harpy was flying low to the ground, probably hunting herself. Perfect!
Ducking low, Ryla scrambled over the ledge, clinging into the rocky cliffside with her talons and began to scuttle down, following her newly acquired target.

***

Meanwhile, Erica kept her head low and allowed herself to glide over the ground. Her head scanned from left to right, keeping her eyes out for small prey.

Had she tilted her head the slightest bit, she might've seen the massive, green-scaled form pounce onto her back, dropping her into the dirt violently. And she might've been able to avert the aggressive naga's coils from completely ensnaring her. But alas...

HOLY SHIT''said Yelkavic as the harpy was tacled to the ground

Googlememan wrote:

the naga looked up at the Harpies

(Sorry man, you gotta write more than that. Put more action.)

(@GREGOLE: Urge to bring my harpy for awkward situation rising... Do, don't do, do, don't do... I can't decide... screw this, I'll do.)

A small Harpy has been woke up from the commotion. Fiolla was pissed from being disturbed again. She headed to the site were the noise came from in rage.

"HEY! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP So just shut up..."

She saw that the perpatrator was her living nightmare.

"*Extremely loud and hysterical* IT'S HER! IT'S THE FREAKING DEVOURER! SHE CAME TO KILL US ALL! WE ARE DOOMED!"

Bad thing for her, she lost balance, and fell right on top of Ryla.

(Couldn't resist, she has snake phobia for being only 40 feet tall.)

Sean Okotami wrote:

Googlememan wrote:

the naga looked up at the Harpies

(Sorry man, you gotta write more than that. Put more action.)

(@GREGOLE: Urge to bring my harpy for awkward situation rising... Do, don't do, do, don't do... I can't decide... screw this, I'll do.)

A small Harpy has been woke up from the commotion. Fiolla was pissed from being disturbed again. She headed to the site were the noise came from in rage.

"HEY! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP So just shut up..."

She saw that the perpatrator was her living nightmare.

"*Extremely loud and hysterical* IT'S HER! IT'S THE FREAKING DEVOURER! SHE CAME TO KILL US ALL! WE ARE DOOMED!"

Bad thing for her, she lost balance, and fell right on top of Ryla.

(Couldn't resist, she has snake phobia for being only 40 feet tall.)

(srry im writing from my Wii)

The red headed Naga burst into laughter on the harpy fell on the naga.He laughed so hard his glasses fell off

Ryla was too busy slurping Erica's body down her throat to notice the small harpy as it struck her back. She could hear various alien swears as she stuffed Erica's feet into her mouth and with a final tilt of her head, swallowed the harpy.

A sizeable bulge travelled down her body before coming to a halt in her tail. She let out a loud belch and adjusted her glasses again. It was in thei relaxed state that she noticed the little cluster of electrons behind her. Turning, she came face to face with a much smaller harpy. She turned her head slightly, unsure of how to react to this awkward situation.

Yelkavic finaly to relize the naga had eaten the harpy

he turned around as slthered face first into a tree causing plenty of noise

Tabia flys just above the seen, just to see Ryla gulp down the harpy.

Tabia- Wow. Alala, you would never beleave what I just saw.
Alala- I did see. *Stoumic growls again* Now i'm more hungry!
Tabia- Should we go down?
Alala- Nope, lets whate a while longer, or until she notices us. That way we wount get eaten ourselfs.
Tabia- But were the same size.
Alala- She just ate a Harpy. I dont want to take any chances with your body.
Tabia-...

Fiolla looked around, then found a scorch claw neko. She swiped it with her wings, oblivious she can't hold anything for more than 3 seconds.

"KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!" yelled Fiolla in a booming and hysterical voice again. The little neko just slid down her wings and landed safely before funning away.

Fiolla didn't know what to do anymore.

"Don't kill me... hmm?"

A tree came flying from the woods, and nailed Ryla right behind her head.

Out of the woods, came out a naga with spiky cerise hair and pointy ears.

"Hillary! You-"

Hillary just held Fiolla above the ground by the neck. She was pretty pissed.

"FIOLLA! What's the big idea yelling in the morning!"

"arhg blrgr hrgblh rgftrlg...."

"What, you got something to say?"

She loosened her grip.

"She arte Errica..." Fiolla pointed the unconcsious Ryla. Hillary let go her grip, dropping Fiolla to the floor.

She grabbed Ryla by the tail, and squeezed her like a toothpaste tube. Before long, Erica popped out of Ryla's mouth.

"Now shut up and don't yell again, cuz I won't miss next time." Hillary slithered away.

"Wait! Don't leave me with her... someone, shoot me."

(That wasn't a typo in Fiolla's sentence, she was being strangled by the way.)

OWWWWWWWWWWW''yelled Yelkavic as his face impacted the giant tree.He fell over onto the ground with a loud THOUD.He opened his eyes and rubbed his head.''DAMN U TRY''he yelled.Then he noticed the naga looking at him.*OOO SHIT*he thought

Bjorn was laying against a tree resting his eyes, trying to relax for a change. But, his peace was broken when he heard a commotion off in the distance.

He opened one eye, "Hmm?"

His interest was peaked so the ever curious Bjorn slithered off in the direction of the sounds.

Fiolla hopped on the unconscious Erica, and held her tight in her talons.

"Yuuuck, I can't believe I'm touching that stuff."

She flapped her wings, and lifted Erica to the air.

"Whew, you're pretty heavy, signs you're ripe for Thanksgiving, Chicken Leg."

It was no problem for a Mountain Harpy to lift heavy things, due the harsh condition in Lamina, their home region, they evolved their physical abilities to the extreme. She brought Erica to her roost; it wasn't big since Fiolla installed only recently and is much smaller. She installed her comfortably.

"If you don't owe me on that one, I swear I'm gonna slice you to ribbons."

A loud booming noise was heard outside. She looked outside, and saw a Titan. He seemed somewhat old; he was about 70 feet tall, his "skin" was pretty tanned. He had a white beard and eyebrows, and wore a black appron and bandana. He was carrying a bag full of stuff, mainly things for blacksmithing, artisan stuff, and cooking items.

The giant looked at the downed Ryla.

"Poor thing, she must have been attacked by some harpies."

He picked her and carried her over his shoulder. He now faced the harpies over the mountain.

"Now, now. That's not very nice to attack her for trespassing, I'm sure you could have simply talked this over instead."

The titan, Alexander, carried Ryla to a forest a bit to the northeast of the Ascarlin Mountain. He was preparing a huge stew, and other dishes. The smell was irresistible, it could wake up the dead...

(Unless you like the taste of steel and stone, Alexander is not a good meal. Plus, he's an awesome chef, and loves to cook. He doesn't cook humans, or any sapient and sentient beings. He cooks much like a human cook.)

Yelk breaved a sigh of relif as the naga left.but that dissapered when he saw the harpy's above him

Tabia sniffs the air and her eyes perk up extremely quickly.

Tabia- IS THAT STEW?
Alala- Apperently.
Tabia- MUST HAVE STEW.
Alala- Hey now! It could be a-

Alala- was not able to stop her in time, and soon they were flying toward the Ascarlin Mountain.

THANK GOD''yelled Yelkavic as he stood up.he hoped he diden't get the harpy's attention.but sadly............it was not to be

Once Bjorn had reached the clearing where he'd heard the sounds he found it to be empty.

"Strange," he thought, "I could've sworn... hmm?" He lost his train of thought when his nose caught an aroma on the breeze. "Cooking?"

His intrest was peaked yet again so he followed the scent.

GODDAMNSONOFABITCH”yelled Yelkavic as he faceplanted another tree

(I'll have to call it a night, I'll continue tommorow.)

Finally food''said Yelkavic as he spotted a thirteen year old girl walking in the woods

Tabia- Eh did you hear something?
Alala- Im in your stoumic Tabia, I cant hear anything that isnt in you or in front of you.
Tabia- Oh well, must be the wind.